It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.

Act always from a sense of common humanity, and let God judge if it be charity.

O, how much simpler things would be If eyes could paint or brush could see.

One thing you learn in a long marriage is how many sneezes to wait before saying, "Bless you.

At my age, you not only have bittersweet memories, you make bittersweet plans.

We are each of us born into the arms of mortality, the Lord recognizing our need to be held.

Sometimes, to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old idea.